Heavenly Star

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became weird. Soon, the majestic voice of Long Hao completely broke this atmosphere and quickly shifted the attention of everyone: "Lin Xiao, this painting game has no chance to win, can you be convinced?"

Lin Xiao bowed his head: "I have already been convinced that I am still taking it."

Long Hao nodded and said: "So, start the second game now!" A little thought, then said: "Lin Xiao, I heard that you have never left your body since you were a child, and you have already achieved great enthusiasm. I don’t know if this rumor is true or false?"

"Responding to this, this rumor is naturally true. Lin Xiaoming has a 'smoke' word, which is homophonic with '箫'. Since birth, he has a relationship with him. From a very young age, he is as addicted as he is. No matter where you go, you can not leave your body, not only can you release your mind at any time, but the crisis can be more of a sword. In Lin Xiao’s school, he is the most important.” Lin Xiao said, then pulled out from the sleeve. A white jade. In this occasion and in the previous fight, there is still a shackle, and it is obvious that his shackles are not empty.

"Very good, it is rumored that your skills are unparalleled in the world. Every time you play alone, you will pass the birds. The reptiles on the ground will gather around you and refuse to leave. But except for your family, no one has been fortunate enough to appreciate this." Since you happen to be in the middle, then this second game is a comparison! Let you also listen to what you really know. What can you win?" Long said.

The dragon's words are not bad. Tianlong City has always been rumored that Lin Jialin's accomplishments in the shackles have reached the supreme realm of extraordinary sanctification. The sounds come from heaven, and when the river blew, they attract wild geese and fish. When the sound is blown, the beasts of the size and size are gathered on the side of the body, and they are not willing to leave for a long time. These rumors of incredible myths are often heard by people, but almost no one has ever seen them. Among the people present, except for a few Lin family people, no one has ever heard his voice. For a time, they are looking forward to it and they are excited. Lin Xiao himself said that he had learned what he was learning, and he was the most beautiful person.

Lin Xiao's hands were light and steady, and his right hand gently stroked on it, as if it was not a white jade, but a lover who had been obsessed with his life. He said something awkwardly: "This is a red dust dream. It was originally my mother's personal belongings. I have always regarded life. When my mother died of illness at the age of three, she gave me this sin before she died... This is the only thing my mother handed over to me before her death. After she passed away, I cried for three days and three nights and vowed not to leave this life."

He took a sigh of relief and held up his white jade with his hands. He whispered: "Whenever I remember my mother, I will play this trick. In the past 17 years, I have never broken one day. Over time, the situation melts into it, and it melts into it. Two years ago, I had a subtle feeling of heart. It knows my heart, and I know its heart. This life... I will never give up. I have never tried a voice with people, because no one can match. The common voice, how to match my red dust and a dream voice, play in the same room."

The expression on Lin Xiao’s face is reminiscing and proud, but it does not make people feel that he is exaggerating. This stems from his attachment and affection to Xiao. His control of the ambiguity has long exceeded the understanding of ordinary people.

"Today, for my Lin family honor, my Lin Xiao will use this to smash with - green @色#小¥说&网--The long-changing changes, the scenes in front of them have also changed dramatically, screaming The air of ice springs, like the wave layer propelled, suddenly like snowflakes fluttering, like a whirlwind of the canyon, sharply up, like a galaxy quietly flowing late at night...

The voice turned again, and it became like a cry, and the heart was turning, and people heard the sound of a girl’s beautiful song. In my heart, it gradually reflected the younger and clearer figure of the girl. She is only seven or eight years old, step by step in an elegant step, but no matter how she walks, she can't really get close.

A warm wind blew, the warm sun sprinkled, and the air suddenly danced with the petal petals of the petals. The grass under the woman's feet was covered with green grass and wild flowers, paving the earth into a green piece, dotted with colorful flowers. This is the beauty of spring.

A cool wind blew, the little girl turned into a woman of two decades, and she laughed and danced. When the sun is shining, everything is flourishing, and the world is prosperous. This is the breath of summer.

A gust of wind blew, the girl turned into a middle-aged woman who lost her wind in the wind. She didn’t have a singing voice. Without a dance, she walked silently, step by step, and the green earth was at this time. It also began to turn yellow, and everything began to disregard the retention of the heavens and the earth, a slow decline. This is the depression of autumn.

A cold wind blew, the woman became a two-year-old man, her footsteps became awkward, and her beautiful eyes became muddy, but she still supported herself and stepped on the thick The snow is going step by step. The sun has lost its heat, and the earth has completely lost its vitality. It has been covered with snow and white, covering all the beauty and hope that once existed. In the end, the sly figure finally fell in the cold wind and snow, until the body was covered by snow, and she could no longer see her figure. This is the end of winter.

The voice stopped at this moment, and it was the last snowy world that settled in people's hearts, because it was the ultimate destination of a person, the end of life that no one can escape.

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